My letterboxd review for birds of prey
Xuebing Du
Sweet Seals For You, Always
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"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
NASA
hello vonnie

if i look back, i am lost

Love Begins
EXPECTATIONS

shark vs the universe

Andulka
The Bowery Presents
taylor price

❣ Chile in a Photography ❣

roma★

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todays bird
Cookie Run:Kingdom Official!

Game Changer & Make Some Noise

seen from Colombia
seen from Netherlands

seen from United States
seen from Kenya

seen from United States
seen from United States

seen from United Kingdom
seen from Bangladesh

seen from United States

seen from Malaysia
seen from Saudi Arabia
seen from Senegal

seen from Malaysia
seen from Iraq

seen from Brazil

seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from Singapore
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seen from Germany
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My letterboxd review for birds of prey
Smiling having fun, feeling like a number one
They call me…
One day you’ll sit in the sun and things won’t feel so bad
I don’t trust people who don’t like 80s pop music like what are you? straight? grow up
January was a tough year but we made it
such a powerful scene
Poor ignored Bucky Barnes…
feminist icons (✿◠‿◠)
LOOK AT HER
Baby yoda doing his little toddley waddle.
He has very important business to attend to. Places to go, people to see.
I would die for Renfri
me? rewatching renfri’s fight with geralt repeatedly? it’s more likely than you think
I'm legally required to inform you that I've known Renfri for 20 seconds and I already would die and kill for her
“transition poses some ethical questions. Such as, from what age should you be allowed to irreversibly change your body.“
This of course completely ignores the fact that puberty makes irreversible changes to your body. But let us just rephrase the question: “from what age do you gain bodily autonomy?” Now it gets very easy to answer: From the moment you’re fucking born.
I’m sorry, I’m reblogging this twice in a row it is that important
Stand up and say it again for the people in the back row.
We don’t say this often enough (though I think most of us know it) but men who can’t write women are bad writers. It doesn’t matter how perfect their pacing is or how many awards they’ve been given by other men. If they have fundamentally misunderstood the nature of 51% of the world’s population, they are bad writers, and nothing they have to say about the human condition could possibly be valuable.